A Slytherin's Mate?

Untitled Part 16

(Draco's POV) 

The walk down from the room was... tedious. There was something about Harry's scent that both excited me and frightened me in more ways then one. Part of me wanted to get closer and take a better whiff of him but the other half cried out saying "You idiot don't! It's all because of the damn curse..." Even if it was, that did not explain the sudden attraction. Wait attraction?  

My thoughts were stopped by the sudden heat from the main courtyard. The students stood there talking to one another in groups. I looked around the herd of final year students and huffed a little in relief to seeing my friends. Pansy had been watching Potter since the moment we had walked out of the building together, and from the look in her eye, she could tell something was up. 

"You seem more stiff around Potter. Did he do anything to you?" 

"No Pansy, now bugger off." 

The headmaster had called for us to go, but before he let us pass the threshold, he laid down some basic rules. Such as always stay in groups of three or more, do not wander from the main group, if you get separated always head towards Hogsmeade. I rolled my eyes. Ruled like those were for children, not us. 

After the talk, we started walking. Harry's group was ahead of mine which that wasn't the problem, the problem was that the wind was picking up and the wind, brought his scent. Pansy stopped her jabbering and looked at me.

"Draco? What's wrong now?" 

"Nothing." 

Goyle frowned and put a hand on my shoulder. Instantly, I pulled away. I could not deal with any of this at the moment and they were starting to make it worse. 

"Listen. Thank you for your concern but right now I just want to be left alone." 

"Then why did you not just stay back in your room?"

"Becau-" 

I stopped mid word. Why did I come? I really was not up for social gathering and I am pretty sure that being around the Golden Trio was going to be worse for me than anything else. Yet I still came. Pansy, Blaise, nor Goyle had told me about this, let alone invite me out since that night, but Harry did. All he did was ask and I almost instantly accepted. 

"Because why?" 

"Nevermind. Let's just drop it, okay?" 

Pansy grumbled but quickly dropped the subject. I could tell that she had many questions swimming through her mind. However, she knew not to go against me.

Again my thoughts were stopped by Harry's scent. This time, Harry and his group were closer. It had turned out that in my annoyed state we had sped up and now we were directly behind them. 

My eyes stayed on the Chosen One as we walked towards Hogsmeade. This thing was stupid. Just wait until... wait until... nothing.

"Harry," the Weasly was talking now. "Why is it that he keeps looking at you? What did you do this time?"

Harry glanced back and our eyes made contact. My face switched to its default glare and he looked away quickly.

"I honestly do not know."

Of course he did not fucking know. He wasn't me. The headmaster stopped suddenly at the door and turned to us. He looked around before settling his eyes on the Chosen One. He thought for a moment then turned to the door.

"Everyone sit by the people you are rooming with. Also, Harry come sir by me."

Harry's eyed widened then he turned to me. I could tell he was nervous to be close to me. Especially since I had a certain temper, but it was too late for that. The headmaster had already started to lead us into the building, and he was heading over to the large table that was set out for us. Harry sat beside him, and I to Harry's right. I stiffened a little when Weasly sat beside me. I could feel his glare on my person.

"So umm... Did you have a nice walk?"

I looked over at Harry and frowned. He paled a little and looked away from me.

"Sorry. I was just trying to..."

The headmaster interrupted.

"Bon apetit!"

A load of food appeared on the table. Even a few drinks...